I had been going to Frome a lot then as my folks were still alive but this changed. I saw the Fall in Frome (had to be done) it was the last time I saw them. Geoff organised it to cheer me up after Mum died. After the gig the Fall crew announced they were going to the Wheatsheaf. Much as I would like to have asked Mark E Smith about his wargaming activities, wild horses wouldn't have dragged us there. We played there once. Terrible. New identity now. Happily go there now.
